the first chronicle
[ epoch I ] ˖☼‧‧‧ 𓆸
&' beneath that tender springtide sun,
eostre awakens.

there comes a season when winter
relinquishes its reign, when the earth
remembers how to blossom and the
gentlest light returns to the gardens.
it is the vernal hour the season of
awakening, of renewal, & of all things
beautiful beginning anew.